Forced Than Loved ★ Pablo Gavi

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𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝖱𝖾𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌

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The match had started around twenty minutes ago and I can tell you that they were doing a good job at making a suspenseful game, multiple players got close to scoring a goal, and it seemed like both teams were managing to put up a fight to win.

If no one scored, which I doubt would be the case, the game would go into penalties which I am sure would make the crowd more nervous than they already were. But like I said I doubt it was bound to happen, surely one of the teams was going to score a goal which could really dictate it all.

Pablo on the field was crazy, he would not pass up any chance to claim the ball at his feet and when he did he would sprint towards the goal working to get the awaited first point of the game, he was fast.

Now past the thirty-minute mark and I can say that my nerves only increased, having there been no goals yet, I can say both teams had multiple attempts in trying to get the first shot but the goalkeepers said otherwise, none wanting to let the ball pass to the back of the net, protecting their chance at winning and avoiding their chance at losing.

Just as the little minutes passed I had my eyes on Pedri, who possessed the ball after having claimed it from a player on the opposing team, running just a bit towards the goal ahead before passing the ball to Lewandowski who worked his way to run closer to the goal and looked around for someone to pass the ball and claim an assist, due to the mound of players starting to surround him and keep him from scoring.

That's when he passed the ball to Pablo, who ran, close to the goal, and took no hesitation in shooting the ball towards the end the second it got to his feet, I saw him fall but then drove my focus to the ball making its way to the back of the net, resulting in the fans jumping and screaming watching as he ran to the side, kissing the crescent on his jersey yelling vamos.

I couldn't be any happier as I joined the crowd in celebration watching as his teammates joined to celebrate his goal, the smile on his face only glowing, the loud roars in my cheers of the happy fans, this all could only just put a smile on my face as I clapped in congratulating his goal. 

Right now they were in the lead and I hoped that it stayed that way.

After a few more seconds of celebration, I sat myself back in my seat and waited for the game to start again, more excited than nervous this time, ready to see the fight Madrid was going to pull to try and take their chance at winning.

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Not even a full 15 minutes passed when another goal was set in place by none other than Lewandowski himself with the assist of Pablo, of course when the ball hit the back of the net I jumped up immediately screaming with joy, again just like the many supporters here tonight, I watched as they hugged, celebrating the goal together as the others began to join, the smile just continuing to grow.

Now the goals were coming in and if they kept this up then again there was no doubt that they would be crowned champions of Supercopa.

After a few more minutes of overtime, the second half concluded with no more goals scored nor major attempts and I only watched as they made their way down through the tunnel for their fifteen-minute break. I quickly texted Pablo 'Well done' before closing my phone and watching around as many went to grab snacks and/or drinks during this time.

I decided to take the time to grab myself a coke cause I was sure thirsty especially after all that shouting my throat was dry. I left my coat on my chair and took my things making my way down to the food stand that sold snacks and beverages allowed at the game.